First Time for Everything
Second of May, Year 38
It's been another of those weeks. Ever since I've joined Vindicated so much happens and all at once. It's a wonder I can keep up with it all, though barely.
Last night I performed the first exorcism of my healing career. It's an act I never thought I'd have to do, and I certainly don't plan to make a habit of it, but desperate times call for desperate measures. One of the warlocks of Vindicated has been imprisoned in the Violet Hold for some time now, I'm not sure exactly how long. He'd been possessed by an old god and was a danger to everyone around him until a time when the guild could figure out how to help him. Tam had done extensive research on it and came up with a plan. I had no idea any of this was going on until recently, when I met Daxalor in the guild hall earlier that week. (He's a grumpy old mage, but a friend of the warlock, Verdaa.)
Tam paged me on the communicator. At the time I was in Luthor's music studio, having just met Tycho Delain-a rogue who has been charged by Tam as Luthor's "warden," which more-or-less means someone to keep an eye on him-and I was just getting over the initial shock of seeing a leather-clad woman atop his piano. The sound of my name coming from my belt disrupted my train of thought, though, and I answered. I was to go to Violet Hold. I left Luthor with his piano, for he seemed in a much better mood than the day before, and they summoned me there.
Before me was a cell that had been obviously locked in numerous ways, both physical locks and magical wards to prevent it from being broken out of. The warlock behind it was covered in blood from torturing himself and was speaking sometimes in a demonic-sounding language I didn't understand. It was a gruesome sight to behold; I'd never seen anything like it. When Tam told me he needed me to perform an exorcism, I was stunned. I've only read about drawing unwanted spirits out of the body, and only a little. I never tried to study it extensively as I have other arts of healing.
Admittedly, I was afraid to attempt something I not only never tried before but knew very little about. I was afraid it wouldn't would work, that I wouldn't be powerful enough. But it did work. With Saha'sharath's help, we used a combination of the Light and his shadow magic underlying it to draw the old god forward to our plane, then Tam had another warlock of the guild trap his spirit in a soulstone. The soulstone went into a box and we reused the several types of locks and wards against it so that it would never be opened again. I even blessed it, as Tam had asked me to, three times.
The box is to be hidden away in Light's Hope, which I believe is a good plan. The Light is strong there, it's hallowed ground, and the crypt below the church is a good hiding place for this sort of thing. I pray we will never have to do such a thing again.
Afterwards we brought Verdaa to the infirmary. I met Tam's sister, Vel, and I assisted her in cleaning Verdaa up and healing his injuries. By the end of the night I was exhausted, my power drained from all the earlier effort so I went home to the Legerdemain instead of trying to make my way back to Silvermoon so late at night. I still feel tired and drained, even after a night of rest.
Speaking of Silvermoon, Luthor has given me a key to the Ravenglory Manor. I wasn't sure I should accept it as our relationship is still young and not "official" by any means, but I thought it was a show of trust and figured that it would be a good idea for me to have it, just in case. Besides, I now have unencumbered access to the library there.
In other news I've met quite a few more guildmates: Vaier, Alazek, Kael, Noix, Daxalor who I mentioned earlier, Silorna... and that's just to name a few. I don't think I'll have much time to write of each of them but there is certainly an eclectic group of people in Vindicated. I like the variety, it makes life a little more interesting. Besides the differences, too, everyone cares for eachother. It is exactly the type of group I had hoped to find when I joined up.
It's been another of those weeks. Ever since I've joined Vindicated so much happens and all at once. It's a wonder I can keep up with it all, though barely.
Last night I performed the first exorcism of my healing career. It's an act I never thought I'd have to do, and I certainly don't plan to make a habit of it, but desperate times call for desperate measures. One of the warlocks of Vindicated has been imprisoned in the Violet Hold for some time now, I'm not sure exactly how long. He'd been possessed by an old god and was a danger to everyone around him until a time when the guild could figure out how to help him. Tam had done extensive research on it and came up with a plan. I had no idea any of this was going on until recently, when I met Daxalor in the guild hall earlier that week. (He's a grumpy old mage, but a friend of the warlock, Verdaa.)
Tam paged me on the communicator. At the time I was in Luthor's music studio, having just met Tycho Delain-a rogue who has been charged by Tam as Luthor's "warden," which more-or-less means someone to keep an eye on him-and I was just getting over the initial shock of seeing a leather-clad woman atop his piano. The sound of my name coming from my belt disrupted my train of thought, though, and I answered. I was to go to Violet Hold. I left Luthor with his piano, for he seemed in a much better mood than the day before, and they summoned me there.
Before me was a cell that had been obviously locked in numerous ways, both physical locks and magical wards to prevent it from being broken out of. The warlock behind it was covered in blood from torturing himself and was speaking sometimes in a demonic-sounding language I didn't understand. It was a gruesome sight to behold; I'd never seen anything like it. When Tam told me he needed me to perform an exorcism, I was stunned. I've only read about drawing unwanted spirits out of the body, and only a little. I never tried to study it extensively as I have other arts of healing.
Admittedly, I was afraid to attempt something I not only never tried before but knew very little about. I was afraid it wouldn't would work, that I wouldn't be powerful enough. But it did work. With Saha'sharath's help, we used a combination of the Light and his shadow magic underlying it to draw the old god forward to our plane, then Tam had another warlock of the guild trap his spirit in a soulstone. The soulstone went into a box and we reused the several types of locks and wards against it so that it would never be opened again. I even blessed it, as Tam had asked me to, three times.
The box is to be hidden away in Light's Hope, which I believe is a good plan. The Light is strong there, it's hallowed ground, and the crypt below the church is a good hiding place for this sort of thing. I pray we will never have to do such a thing again.
Afterwards we brought Verdaa to the infirmary. I met Tam's sister, Vel, and I assisted her in cleaning Verdaa up and healing his injuries. By the end of the night I was exhausted, my power drained from all the earlier effort so I went home to the Legerdemain instead of trying to make my way back to Silvermoon so late at night. I still feel tired and drained, even after a night of rest.
Speaking of Silvermoon, Luthor has given me a key to the Ravenglory Manor. I wasn't sure I should accept it as our relationship is still young and not "official" by any means, but I thought it was a show of trust and figured that it would be a good idea for me to have it, just in case. Besides, I now have unencumbered access to the library there.
In other news I've met quite a few more guildmates: Vaier, Alazek, Kael, Noix, Daxalor who I mentioned earlier, Silorna... and that's just to name a few. I don't think I'll have much time to write of each of them but there is certainly an eclectic group of people in Vindicated. I like the variety, it makes life a little more interesting. Besides the differences, too, everyone cares for eachother. It is exactly the type of group I had hoped to find when I joined up.